The thoughts, opinions, scooter adventures, and occasional short fiction of a Geezer on a scooter

MAINE: my final frontier. These are the voyages of the Scooter Vespa 250 i.e. Super. Its continuing mission - to explore America's most heavily forested state - to roam the vast coastline, numberless lakes, and mighty mountains. To boldly go where no scooter has gone before!

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Well, that was a treat!

With tongue in cheek, I review the past month as a "treat." Actually, I have used my snowblower more frequently than my Vespa.

Four storms versus three rides, but who's counting?

Most of December, I endured a horrible cold, so severe I thought it might be the end! But my dear wife cheered me up with the following cartoon:

Once I recovered enough to venture out, I rode down to Old Orchard Beach, scene of so many happy summer days.

There is indeed an ocean above the snow

While I rested in my misery, Kathy cleared our roof of new-fallen snow.

It wasn't all rest and recovery. On Christmas Day, our three sons visited, two accompanied by members of the gentle sex.

From the left, our eldest son Daniel, Tim's wife Meredith, Tim, Andrew, and his lady Abra

Despite the cold and the snow, I'm glad to see that you and your Scooter made it to OOB, if you had scaled that mountain of snow, you would have found our beautiful ocean. Oh, and you are a lucky man, you have a beautiful family!

Well, it's no secret that I am less than ambitious. I claim the high ground and proclaim that I am conserving my precious energy. My family derides this claim and counters that I am lazy. My counter-claim is that they are trying to do me in, and I'mn re-writing my will. I am waiting to hear from their people.

With just 28 days until pitchers and catchers report to Spring Training, I have forgotten about snow and the machines used to move it. And if reminded by the need to move outside the house, I will refuse to acknowledge the aforementioned unmentionable!

About Me

Following a life of jumping from job to job, from profession to profession, I've discovered that I was created to be retired.
Being retired means having time to read and write, cook for my wife, and ride my Vespa GTS 250.